"Looks just like how I remember it," I said as we entered Jennifer's apartment. The luxury suit gained from years of lawyer work and also donations from the people towards a very well liked super, she really had the opposite reputation of her cousin.

Though as soon as I said those words, I couldn't help but frown as, at this point, I was not sure if these memories had actually happened or not.

The universe was really a bitch.

It was bad enough that it had made me into a mutant, throwing all that baggage onto my back.

Being born as a mutant in this multiverse was bad enough, as being one came with a lot of baggage.

Fucking Celestials and their bullshit, and that also reminded me I had to check to see if there were certain things artificially increasing the hatred for mutants.

For a while, I knew that people could be wonderfully racist without it; it was a hatred so localized it was abnormal.

Because if you hated one type of person, you usually hated a few other types of people. But no, the vast majority that hated Mutants showed a surprising lack of hate for anybody else.

What was the primary fucker responsible for that?

Oh right, Sublime, and wasn't he the current head of the Weapons Program? Well, I knew what my short-term goal was.

Getting rid of them would also help out Laura.

"Must be weird knowing two versions of people?" Laura asked as we stood in the center of the apartment, and again, that sense of nostalgia filled my senses.

"Eh, easier than you think," I answered, as I technically knew many versions of all these people I now shared a universe with.

Being inserted-

Being reincarnated many times over was such a pain in the ass…

"Well, now that we are here, you can go and get a proper shower," I told Laura.

"What about you?" She asked. "You much need a shower as well, considering you woke up in the trash?"

"My power allows me to not need to bathe; my fields reject grime dirty, and bacteria that actually create bad smells can't attack my skin," I answered. "And besides, water will just have to be reflected in me."

"That sounds disgusting," Laura just replied.

"Damn, brat, I just told shit quite literally doesn't stick to me," I growled.

"And how does that stop you from taking a shower? Can't you just not reflect water?" She asked.

"I could, but I don't want to redo those calculations constantly, and a shower heads shot water past my speed limit."

"A bath then?"

"That is just swimming in your own dirt; that is why you need to still shower before and after you go in a bathtub, especially if it's a pool," I explained.

"Sure thing Mr. Hobo," Laura replied, the cheeky little shit; she was so gonna use that shit against me at the first opportunity. "I am gonna get cleaned with soap and smell like roses."

"Jen uses non-scent based shampoo," I replied. "And the bathroom is that way."

I pointed in the opposite direction she was currently walking in the penthouse apartment.

"…I knew that," Laura said back as she walked the other way.

"And I shall try and make dinner," I said as I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge… "Really, Jennifer?"

Well, I could make… something with all this leftover Chinese food… now just to find out what was actually consumable for non-hulks.

Xxx

Laura let the warm water of the shower his and cascade down her body as she finally let herself relax; as even in the presence of Accelerator, Laura had been tense and anxious; the meeting with the X-men and those idiotic Brotherhood Mutants had not made the feeling better as she felt like Kimura and Weapon-X were just lurking in the shadows ready to jump out of the shadows, and take her back.

And then removing the memories of all that she had experienced so that they could have their living weapon back.

She didn't want that; Laura didn't want to go back to that.

She didn't want to stop being Laura and return to just being X-23.

It was why she appreciated the presence of Accelerator, as in the last twenty-four hours, he had made her feel the safest she had ever been since she had managed to escape.

And that had only happened because Kimura and the others were a bunch of fucked psychopaths who did not know when to stop making her suffer and using her.

As they had put a bunch of psychic commands in her head to make her obey their orders, and of course, the idiots had put in so many they had to cycle between them, or else her brain would literally start melting out of her ears.

It was not a thing Laura wanted to experience ever again.

One of those psychic commands was the reason why she had sorted into prostitution for money-making instead of just sticking to theft.

As Kimura and the rest of the psychopaths thought it was funny to put a mental command in the head of a girl that had just entered puberty to crave sex(with a dick, and it had to be the feeling of cum filling her womb before it reset to zero), and if she ignored the feeling, it would make her hornier and hornier until she literally turned into a bimbo slut begging for cock.

Laura had only let it get the very first time, and then she had come to after having gotten gangbanged by a bunch of soldiers and scientists; Laura had vowed to make Kimura fucking suffer even more.

And so then the right amount of commands were on and others off, Laura had taken her chance and broken out.

Even if her body was now constantly craving sex.

Laura's hands moved down her petite body, her breasts had just gotten to A-cup, but her butt was already filled out nicely, and she wondered if Accelerator would like to put his dick in it?

Laura shook her head to get away from the literal horny thoughts, but she knew it wouldn't be long before she hit the limit and turned into Bimbo Laura.

I want you burning in hell, Kimura. Laura mentally repeated for the hundredth time as her fingers went down to her pussy, and she started masturbating to bring down the horny just a little and get the edge off…

Though now that they had the favor freaking She-Hulk, with it resulting in a much nicer place to live and Accelerator having ways to make money…

He wasn't going to let her sell her body, was he?

And due to one of her psychic commands, she couldn't tell people about it… so he would just have to offer up his own body to make her settle her body down.

Yeah, that made sense… Laura wondered how big his dick-

Shut the fuck up, Bimbo Laura! Laura screamed at herself even as she brought herself to climax with her fingers.

"Fuck Kimura," Laura grumbled as she shut down the shower and dried herself up and…

Laura realized a problem she had not given a thought to.

She lacked clean clothes…

"I wonder if…" She opened the other door that was in the bathroom and saw that it connected directly to She-Hulks bedroom, one designed for an Amazonian figure and in it was also her walk-in closet.

A closet that had t-shirts.

T-shirts that were large enough to work as a dress for her small body, the end of it going to her knees.

And so Laura entered the main area of the Penthouse dressed only in the t-shirt, her pussy commando and glistening with arousal for the powerful beanstalk who smirked at her as she entered the living room-kitchen area.

"Why are you wearing one of Jen's shirts?" He asked.

"Lacked clean clothes," She answered as she took a seat.

"Should have thought about that," He simply answered as he continued to make what was obviously leftover chinse into a proper meal for the two of them.

"So what do we do now?" Laura asked.

"What do you mean?" Accelerator responded.

"We are here now, so what now?" She repeated.

"Well, first, I didn't think we would get this far," He answered honestly. "Though the immediate plan is to destroy Weapon-X."

…What?

"What?"

Before he responded, the door to the Penthouse opened up, and the voice of New York's favorite Hulk spoke up as she entered. "I forgot to get your phone number, and I have no landline, so I couldn't call ahead about dinner, so I just went and got two family pizzas, one for me and for…"

She-Hulk stopped and looked at Accelerator and the cooking he was doing.

"I really should have gotten that number of yours," She said.

"I should have given it to you," Accelerator sighed as though Laura could see a fond smile on his face as this was a thing he was used to experiencing?...

Oh, right, she forgot for a second that he was from another timeline where he and She-Hulk had been together.

She didn't know how that worked unless… did he have a really big dick?

Laura felt a shiver of pleasure go through her body as sexual hunger went through her mind.

"How about half pizza and half of this?"

"That works; save one for tomorrow," She-Hulk stated.

And with that, Laura found herself on the couch with fixed-up Chinese food and pizza.

And for a bit, Laura felt truly comfortable as the tv played a dumbshow, and she sat beside some of the strongest people on the planet.

Yeah, for the first time in months, Laura Kinney was safe.

Xxx

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Short chapter, but better little than no progress.